"Wildflower is about the quiet strength of loving someone who wasn't meant to stay - it's the ache of beauty that grows even in loss, and the acceptance that some hearts bloom only once, even if it's in the wrong season." Let me bleed into poetries...

"If love could keep you alive, you would never leave me." ----- "You said you'd stay," Jimin sobbed, gripping Yoongi's hands. "You said we had time!" "I'm sorry, baby," Yoongi whispered, his voice weak. "I tried... but I'm so tired." "Then take me with you!" Jimin cried, pressing their foreheads together. "I don't know how to live without you!" Yoongi smiled, barely, tracing Jimin's cheek with trembling fingers. "Then don't live without me... live for me." ------ sad oneshot of yoonmin don't repost or report original work by Loveboiah

OH GOD. OH GOD. OH MY GOD. We kissed. We actually kissed. My lips are still warm. My knees literally gave up under him and if he had not held me, I swear I would have fallen right there like some dramatic fool. My heart is racing like it wants to escape my chest and run away screaming. He is... too much. Too close. Too steady. Too dominating in the calmest way possible. Not loud. Not forceful. Just there. Solid. Real. Like he knew exactly how to hold me without breaking me. Now tell me... how am I supposed to look into his eyes after this? Mummaa... I am doomed. And papa... oh god, papa. If you are watching me from heaven right now, please do not tease me in my dreams tonight. I can already imagine you smiling that soft smile and shaking your head. But papa, listen to me. I want you to know something. Your son in law is keeping your son happy. Happy in a way my past never did. He cares. He respects. He listens. He supports me just like you used to. Sometimes I feel you around me. Especially when he holds me gently, like I am something precious. He protects me, like you used to. Every time someone tries to hurt me. Every time someone looks at me with wrong intentions. He steps in without hesitation. Like it is natural for him. Like I belong there, behind his shoulder, safe. And that thought makes me flushed... He respect. He cares. He loves. He protect. I'm happy with the man, whom i thought to hate. I'm cooked fr! ___ Include : boyxboy forced marriage replace husband Smut Happy ending don't repost or report. original work ✓ by loveboiah .

Two brothers not related by blood, but their surname constantly entangles them in a love-hate relationship with cold wars between them, drifting them apart then sparking the love. Original story by NONG JIAN XIAOHAO.